Muse on how one set of pressures and nerves has been replaced by another.

“Induct me?” Despite yourself, you're starting to relax just a bit more.

“Yeah, induct you. Let you know what life’s like here. Which, in this case, is a supportive environment and friends who care about each other. Also, a lot of sex. Like, I must have been with more girls in the past couple of weeks than most people get in their lives. But hey, I’m rambling, right? This is about you. Less talk… more inducting!”

Words of comfort, something you're not used to, and you still take a while to process them. So long, in fact, that you don't notice that in mid-conversation Alexandra has dropped her skirt, revealing a full set of matching underwear. You feel the near-nude flesh being pressed against you as she intensifies her pin on you, a quick master hand sliding under your skirt... to find your erect arousal, already throbbing.

Even though this is exactly what she wants, you can't help but find yourself embarrassed that your body has taken very kindly to the situation.

“Whoa, where have you been hiding this?” Alexandra uses her free hand to lift your skirt up, revealing the simple blue underwear that is currently being tented by your twitching penis. You can't tell from above, but she seems to be examining you a lot closer than you'd like. “You shoulda told me you were packing, I’d have jumped on you sooner! It’s not every day I’ll meet a girl like you, right?”

You could thank any number of gods that Alexandra has spoken up before your mind can tell you how she's judging you. The ever-audible creep of what others would call pessimism, but you would call Reality, is tempered, if only a little. Especially because of one... little matter.

“I’m sorry it’s not really big enough, though…” You yelp a little as she yanks your panties down just enough to let your genitals flop out. You've thought a lot about this part of you, particularly its size. Each online search you've made has seemed to confirm that yours, which just barely kisses the four-inch mark at its tip, can only be described as "small". And that's bad.

Thankfully for your brain - another anxiety **** it just after one's managed to escape - Alexandra derails your train of thought. “Not big enough? Are you kidding me? All dicks on girls are cool! They all do the same things - and those things are awesome, trust me. And between you and me, here’s a little pussy biology fact - most of the feeling’s in the first few inches in there, so that’s really all that matters, right?”

She stands again and leans in, and you feel the briefest sensation on your forehead. When she draws back again, it dawns on you. She just kissed you. She didn't need to, but she did. You notice yourself shivering less and less... it feels like there's a warmth rushing through you. Is this what it feels like to be cared for?

You look up again, to see Alexandra… to see Alex with a reassuring smile as she has now stepped fully back. You feel you can breathe properly for the first time all day. “Now, let’s get you out of these clothes, huh? I’m kind of feeling underdressed here!”